In this picture, he is engaging in "rest." Chris Carmichael notes, "rest is really important, and most cyclists don't do enough of it. You can't win if you don't rest, even if your name is Coppi."
Okay, Carmichael didn't say that, but he is a big booster of rest, and Coppi Cat is one of the best rest-ers I've ever seen.
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Here was me going through life thinking you and I were twins seperated by the equator, then you expose yourself as a cat person.
My mum taught me that arrogance is bad manners. I struggle to interpret a cat's attitude as anything but arrogance. Unless of course you can prove that Coppi can fetch, sit and heel.
He can fetch this little stuffed duck he likes to attack; he sits anywhere he damn well feels like; and, he will walk along with you, kind of like heeling, if the mood strikes him. Most importantly, he is the most combative cat I've ever known. He is the Fausto Coppi of cats - attack, attack, attack. Actually, it was Erwin Rommel that said "attack, attack, attack," but who's counting? I'm more of a dog person than a cat person, but the current lifestyle precludes having a big sloppy house full of dogs, so I make due with a couple weird cats. Besides, when karma basically throws a cat at you, you are obliged to catch it. I *had* to keep this cat. I took the kitten - then just spit out from between the wheels of a tractor trailer on the highway - to the vet, having found it on the highway on the way back from the Friday club ride. The vet said "the cat is basically okay, except for some road rash," and I was able to pull up my lycra short, point to my chewed up thigh and say, "me too." It was clearly a cosmic indicator that I was meant to have this cat.
You can't ignore that kind of stuff. A friend of mine on the Squadra, Bill C., was adopted by a cat that showed up on his doorstep one day and forced its way into his house. Same thing, basically.
Are you sure you don't work in marketing? You've done a better than average job of making that cat sound tolerable.
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